The shadows stretch across the paving stone,
Where old friends speak in low, familiar tones,
Beside the arcade gates of brick and grand,
While tides of busy life rush through the land.
A fleeting smile goes drifting through the crowd,
Where steps are quick and city voices loud;
Yet time stands still beneath the sheltered awning,
From fading light until the early morning.
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